Getting Ready for Mercury Retrograde Season
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I was trying to think of an easier, simpler way to say it. I don’t have that. For The Leo?
Don’t get married to it.
Not now, not this week. Great ideas. Court, spoon, date, pledge, suggest, coerce, if need be, but no, not getting married. The term, I chose it carefully, as “marriage,” despite modern indications otherwise, tends to be assumed as a permanent decision — which it is! So, my Leo suggested patter? This week? Don’t get married to it.
Or, in other words? Use a pencil. Not a pen. Ink is permanent. Pencil can be erased and adjusted as need be.
They say miracles are past, and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless.
Lafew in Shakespeare's Alls Well That Ends Well 2.3.1
Means the quote and the planets, or whatever they are calling Pluto this week, means it all is connected.
Pretend it’s one of those moments wherein you’re waiting for the rest of us to acknowledge your greatness.
Officially, the Sun moves into Leo July 22, 2017 at 10:15 AM.
A Leo sidled up to me, “Can I talk to you?” Inquiring about a professional consultation. I nodded “Yes,” turned my back and sat down. “What’s your birthday?” A very forward Leo birthday came back. I slid out of my chair and onto the ground, on my knees.
The Leo demurred, “You don’t need to do that.” Smile. Oh, but I do. I know my Leo, love me my Leo. A simple genuflection like that? Goes a long way to making this a better situation. Herein is our weekly problem, remember Mars? Me? I immediately pay homage to The Leo. My bet is that I’m the first, maybe the only one, to do so this week. With Mars where he is, in the Leo chart? If you don’t run into me, you have to give the rest of folks a chance to catch up and realize that a simple act of kindness — towards The Leo — that simple act will make all of this much smoother, you know, Mars and all. If it’s not me? If they don’t acknowledge your regal presence right away? Wait for it. Try to do so without too much toe-tapping and loud Leo eye–rolling.
Austin, this weekend!
I have to assume that you’re more than passing familiar with your demons. If it’s an alcoholic demon, maybe not putting the bourbon in the tea is the secret. Just shows that we have to adjust this remedy on a case–by–case basis, but you do understand, the basic solution is to get comfy with those demons.
Madness in great ones must not unwatch’d go.
King Claudius in Shakespeare’s Hamlet 3.1.158
Luck is funny like that. This birthday week in Cancer? I wonder if you are lucky like me, or ill–fated like my buddy. I’m thinking, birthdays and all? Luck is on your side. Like me.
Horoscopes starting 6/29/2017
Bummer, dude. That would be so totally cool. A mom built to order. There’s a certain kind of misunderstanding, and not uncommon at the moment, not in the sign of the Moon Child.
“So Mercury is Retrograde?”
No, that’s not it. I made it abundantly clear that I read a bumpersticker and I inferred one meaning, based upon available evidence. Clear, possible, and upon further reflection, probably wrong. Still, it could be the case. I doubt it. I would suppose, upon further rumination, that it probably means a dog–owner who has a Labrador, or Labrador mix four–legged companion. That’s probably what is really implied with the bumper sticker. Still, I liked my version better, a vat–grown, hybrid machine with more skills than the regular, old-fashioned mom. How cool would that be.
“It’s a new model, a Lab Mom, made her myself.”
Perfect birthday gift?
No. No, no, no, I am so disappointed.
When life gives you lemons, what does The Leo do?